A new crewman came aboard the old sailing ship and he was immediately struck by the grizzled first mate. You just tell by his appearance that he was a salty pirate. He had all the classic wounds, the peg leg, the eye patch, the hook for a hand. After a couple weeks at sea, he worked up the nerve to ask the first mate about his career. “Tell me,” he inquired “How did you end up with the peg-leg?” The mate replies, “We were in a storm at sea, and I was swept overboard into a school of sharks, just as my men were pulling me out, a shark bit my leg off.” “Wow!” said the crewman. “What about your hook”? “Well”, replied the pirate, “We were boarding an enemy ship and were battling the other sailors with swords, and one of the enemy cut my hand off.” “Incredible!” remarked the crewman. “How did you get the eye patch”? The pirate remarked, "Well one I was staring into the sky trying to get my bearing, when a seagull flew over me and did, well, what ...
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